This ground beef should have been labeled “IN THE FAMILY WAY” not just “FAMILY SIZE”!
I promise you I did not dawdle. I dropped my groceries in the house, closed the truck up, and walked into the house… only to find that Peaches had helped herself to a size-able (unplanned) late lunch or early appetizer before supper! 
She has been clearly telling me that she’s thought the fridge should be open for grazing pretty much since conception. The question is… is she eating for six? For eight? For one hundred?! The countdown is on to find out!
LESSON LEARNED: Don’t turn your back on unsupervised grocery bags with a pregnant Peaches in the house!? 
